Fete Too Much

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
I fete too much
Oh lord

Aye
Aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
Carnival
Not going my way
Drink too much
Of the rum and cola
Maco said
Then just be sober
If yuh want to make
The savannah
Pace yourself
Or your carnival over
Hush your mouth
Don't you blight me
Don't you spite me

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
I fete too much
Oh lord

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
I fete too much

Aye
Aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
Cooler fete
All inclusive all day
Drink a lucozade
Take a bathe
I go get
Stink and dirty again
Paint and powder
All over my body
Rub it in
As you whine up on me
Me bend down
And touch me toes
But

Aye
Oh lord
Aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye

Ashadá say
Split down in the jouvert
(Raw)
Nitro say
Zess left
To the right yeah
Soca zess
Until it's nice and sloppy
Next thing you know
Here come stiffy
He calling
He calling my name
He calling my name

I'll get freaky tomorrow
On the road
Jump and spread out
Bend overload
Me a go push it back back
In my front line backpack
But right now a
Fold me arms
And stand up there
Stand up there
Robelto see
I just stand up there
Stand up there
He's a honorary member
Of the bacchanal boys
He can't stand to see me
Hold up the wall
He said my big bampsy
Made to fete
Do you have the right hose
To keep me nice and wet
Water paint and powder
You know I got you
Let we go

Put your back into it now
Put your back into it now
Put your back into it now
Ah huh

Aye
Aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
I fete too much

I fete too much
Before the jouvert
I fete too much

Aye
Aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye

Who is that
Knocking at my door
It can't be time already
Hey hey
I tell all of you
Caribbean foreigners
Already
That all of you
Don't know how to
Fete like we boy
They're harden dread
They don't listen
And who don't listen
Going to feel today
All of you
Hold your entire
Mother
I slept in my
Monokini and
My fishnet stockings
I'm ready for jouvert



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Writer(s): Melissa Abdullah-musa
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